"Perhaps you're right, Marc," she said quietly.
Marc reached out and took her hand in his. Suddenly, from behind the bedroom door, came the soft hiss of a shower. Instantly, Julie drew back.
"Joseph must be back," said Marc quickly.
"Taking a shower?"
"Oh, yes—he often takes showers this time of day. Very clean man. Says cleanliness is next to Godliness, or something of the sort. Very clean—spotless, you might say." Marc began to realize that he was babbling and stopped short.
"Of course," said Julie, smiling. "I should have remembered Joseph. It gave me rather a start, I thought we were alone.
"You'll be back in the morning then?" Marc asked anxiously. "Please say you will."
Julie regarded Marc thoughtfully.
"Yes," she said slowly. "It doesn't seem now that there was ever anything wrong." She turned toward the door.